Let’s have a talk in this lonely, crowded shack. Would you like some coffee? Don’t have to pay it back. I’ll tell you my story, you tell me yours; I’ll listen to you fully, got all the time in the world.

Through the blood flooded alleys in the city, searching for allies to keep us company amid the chaos and malice, trying to be witty in the face of adversity, run with me, baby, the skies are littered with stars tonight; it’s you and me against the world, we pick our sides, we fight.

Wowww, this reminds me of Thomas and Teresa from The Maze Runner! ❤ So romantic. Bohot hi khubsoorat likhhe. Humari future Bhabhi ke liye sambhalke rakhho. 😛
I have one doubt, how can a crowded shack be lonely?